PREY
All credits for characters to Stephenie Meyer, of course.
Darksper drabble. Probably should be posting at Halloween. Didn't want to wait that long.
Don't know if there will be a happy ending.
Chapter 26 – Red Meat – the Why
Finally I was finished with the steak, though sickened by my actions. What was happening to me?
Once I was done eating, my hunger withdrew from me as quickly as it had initially overwhelmed me. I stared down at my plate, looking at the bits of fat and the small pool of blood left by the rare beef, horrified at how easily I had given in to him. Trying to understand what had just taken place, I looked up at him. "What just happened?" I asked.
"You were feeling my hunger," he answered as casually as if we were discussing the weather.
I sat for a moment, trying to come up with an answer. It seemed he could manipulate my feelings. That meant I would need to control them, to stay calm. Maybe I could keep him out that way.
"If you're hungry, why don't you have something?" I asked, trying to establish some kind of relationship.
"I fully intend to feed, and soon. The level of hunger you just experienced is a daily occurrence for us. It isn't strong enough for me to be ready to eat," he replied, staring across the table at me.
I didn't have any kind of a response to that, other than feeling my stomach clench in fear. After waiting a few seconds, he got up from the table and left the room
Once he was gone, I started sobbing. How much more of this could I survive? What was going to happen to me?
Charlotte washed the dishes behind me without saying a word. I had the horrible feeling that she knew that the worst was yet to come.
THIS IS A DRABBLE.
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